Well who knew…
At the age of 40 – (recalculates…seriously?!?)
…I have made my first (and probably last) magazine cover!
Obviously it’s not Vogue, or Rolling Stone, or The Oldie. And clearly it’s far more about my almost famous kitchen, but, there’s no denying the fact that it is actually me on the cover.
It’s actually on sale in Smiths. Fame at last. I’m holding a flower and a jug. In case it’s not obvious.